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Like his twin Liffey, Lagan didn't notice his brother or his dad watching. Though now that they were, this was a true game of wolf soccer. Lagan watched excitedly as Liffey sniffed, bit, then sent the rock flying at him- well not at him as much as it was to his side. It whizzed past him like a bullet, and with a yip he raced after it, his tongue lolling from his mouth. Once it was in reach, he turned around to face his sister, and gave her a playful growl.

Then he swiped his paw to the side, pretending to hit go to her right, then actually hitting it with his other paw to her left. Surely she would be fooled by this act of quick thinking and cleverness.